She doesn't handle anesthetic or sedation well so she spent the entire night last night completely zonked. I suppose at least that way she was resting her leg.

This morning she didn't want her breakfast at all which is not like her. I think it was a combination of feeling woozy still and not being able to stand long enough to eat. I did manage to hand feed her enough to get her metacam and tramadol into her though.

This is going to be a long few weeks but I would do anything for this old lady. She is my whole world.

Naturally, because the diagnosis isn't crappy enough, it's causing Obi's SA to flare up because I can't crate Buddy beside him. I contemplated moving his crate upstairs so they can be on the same level together still but he always flares up with any type of change so I don't think that would help. And because I have to pay for her surgery I can't afford to put him in doggy daycare.